A short
story...
I had the
pleasure of being bumped up on my flight (thank you British Airways) and I am
sitting in their fancy airport lounge. Next to me is my Uncle Frank. I was
scrolling through my photos of Dani (my laptop, yes, she has a name). And as I
was looking through my photos, I found this....
Meet Guinness,
who is my Uncle’s dog.
I was house-sitting
for my Aunt and Uncle for a week in April when I was at my lowest point with
mono. I was truly feeling like death. Nothing was funny, except how one dog
could possibly sprawl out to cover an entire sofa. It was the elegantly crossed
front paws that really struck me (there are many words to describe Guinness and
anyone who has met him will tell you ‘elegant’ is not one of them).
So I took a
photo and completely forgot about until now.
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